My Favourite Plates in The Old Curiosity Shop (So Far)

I'm reading this book and it has illustrations. I'm only about 150 pages in but here are my favourite ones so far.

'Now, Mrs Quilp,' he said; 'I feel in a smoking humour, and shall probably blaze away all night. But sit where you are, if you please, in case I want you.'

'Ah!' said the dwarf, smacking his lips, 'what a nice kiss that was - just upon the rosy part. What a capital kiss!'

'This is the way to keep off fever,' said Quilp, 'this is the way to keep off every calamity of life. We'll never leave off all the time we stop here - smoke away, you dog, or you shall swallow the pipe.'

We call this a state of childishness, but it is the same poor hollow mockery of it, that death is of sleep. Where, in the dull eyes of doating men, are the laughing light and life of childhood, the gaiety that has known no check, the frankness that has felt no chill, the hope that has never withered, the joys that fade in blossoming? Where, in the sharp lineaments of rigid and unsightly death, is the calm beauty of slumber, telling of rest for the waking hours that are past, and gentle hopes and loves for those which are to come? Lay death and sleep down, side by side, and say who shall find the two akin. Send forth the child and childish man together, and blush for the pride that libels our own old happy state, and gives its title to an ugly and distorted image.

I'll probably post more as I read.